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Stephen

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About Me


“It is a fool's prerogative to utter truths that no one else will speak.”
The most important things about me are found in the few words I string together in my blogs. You can read them, if you want.
My Blogs Can Also Be Found At:
http://www.xanga.com/vantagefromabove
"If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you."
“We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.” -e.e. cummings
The most important things about me on this page are written in my blogs. You can read them, if you want.
We created boredom as a remedy to guilt and despondence, lazing as our gateway to nearly quieted thinking. We used easily acquired and convenient drive-thru foods to fill the hollows in our bellies where once their native fires dwelt, and the remainder of our days and diminished unquellable thoughts were drowned to our perceptions beneath the babble of the networks, televangelists and pundits who we'd invited in.
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Caliope mutters and rain becomes the landscape.
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"It is true, that which I have revealed to you; there is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream--a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought--a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!"
He vanished, and left me appalled; for I knew, and realized, that all he had said was true.
from "No. 44 The Mysterious Stranger"
by Mark Twain
"He wanted a pet, so he asked for an octopus, thinking it would be an eight-sided cat."
What is there to say? I'm disillusioned but amused, and I'm human, much like you. I wake up every day and I sleep again in evening. I work and breathe and laugh and cry and eat and shit and sleep inside this world we occupy, and I try to remember that life is very short...
...while we have much left to accomplish.
"The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good." - Samuel Johnson (1709-1784)

My Interests

This is my (somewhat)
new playlist as of
March 21, 2008.

I'd like to meet:

Anyone worth knowing. My thought is that, even if you remove the rude, stupid and generally boring 95 % of the world's population, there should still be roughly 332722531.2 people left worth talking to. If you are one of them, alright.

I would also like to know someone who has never heard of Myspace or a television or any of this other flickering illuminated nonsense that we've all grown so fond of.

So... Aboriginal and indigenous peoples, feel free to message me on your laptops!!!

Music:

"Your life has lost its dignity, its beauty and its passion. You're an accident waiting to happen." -Billy Bragg

On "Love Travels At Illegal Speeds" Graham Coxon continues to create memorable, guitar fueled music that has diverged in many ways from his years as one the of driving forces of British band Blur.

He has stripped down many of the "bells and whistles" from his late band through the course of his solo work, and the music is clean and straightforward by result.

The Good, The Bad And The Queen is a beautifully produced (by Danger Mouse) collaboration between ex-Clash bassist Paul Simonon, Verve guitarist Simon Tong, Damon Albarn and Africa 70 drummer Tony Allen. It is a surprisingly strange and moving album.

Architecture In Helsinki's album "Fingers Crossed" came out in 2004, but I only really gave it a listen just recently.
Very cool stuff. I especially like the song "The Owl's Go."

Movies:



"El Laberinto Del Fauno" or "Pan's Labyrinth" is an amazingly beautiful and sad, yet ultimately hopeful film by Mexican director Guillermo Del Toro. The works speaks volumes about the power of myth, humanity and the incorruptibility of innocence.

Donnie Darko is one of the strangest and most engaging films that I have seen in the last few years.
It's got Maggie Gyllenhaal, the end of the world and a man in the most frightenening bunny suit that I have ever seen. What more could I possibly want in a movie...
and "Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?"

"I Heart Huckabees" is a funny and poignant film that dares to ask the question "You can't deal with my infinite nature, can you?"

"A Scanner Darkly" is director Richard Linklater's animated film version of the Philip K. Dick novel.

As I mention elsewhere on this page, I'm not quite sure what I think about this film, yet. Hmmmmm.

Television:



Books:


"The Medium Is The Massage" is Marshall McLuhan, Quentin Fiore & Jerome Agel's classic examination of how media, visual perception and language interplay with culture and individual perception. The book was conceptually prophetic when it was written and is as relevant (or more so) now as it was in 1967.
Though somewhat overwritten in the minds of most critics and overlooked critically in the midst of Hermann Hesse's other master works, "Narcissus and Goldmund" has always been one of my favorite of his novels.
Using the dichotomy of choice, moralism and worldliness versus hermeticism and life in a priory, Hesse tells the story of two friends of such differing tempermants that their worlds rarely overlap.
This work seems more romanticism than twentieth century, begging comparisons to Goethe's "The Sufferings of Young Werther." The last few lines of "Narcissus and Goldmund" are also of my favorites.
"This time, he is willing to accept death. It is too sad to watch as Goldmund tells Narcissus, 'But how will you die when your time comes, Narcissus, since you have no mother? Without a mother, one cannot love. Without a mother, one cannot die.'"
"A Confederacy of Dunces" returns to my top book list that no one reads after several months removed.
I guess I just put this one up whenever I reread my favorite passages from this novel because I really need a good laugh. This is undoubtedly one of the funniest works that I have ever read.
Unfortunately, it is also one of the saddest. And not without reason. John Kennedy Toole committed suicide before this work was ever known by the world. The story of its publication is also somewhat amazing. It is good his mother loved him.

Heroes:



Kurt Vonnegut - Author, painter, social satirist and critic, Vonnegut's novels are among my favorite. He has brought much laughter into my life through his words. Sadly, he died this year, but he leaves very much in his wake.

My Blog

Fairytales & Songs of Solace

           There was once a girl who could sing so beautifully that the world would open itself to the sound of her voice. Great wonders would occur as she sang...
Posted by Stephen on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 08:15:00 PST

Lying Eyed presidents and Walmart Fatted Cows

Illusion oh illustrious racerdemanding that time woulddissect and deny its infiniteself,simply to tell you who’swonandwho’s lost.We created boredom as a remedy to guilt and despondence, la...
Posted by Stephen on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 12:13:00 PST

(Two and One Half Minutes of My Week)

I could think of nothing other than a new coat of paint as I lay losing breath upon the floor, tearfully thinking how my small room needed cleaning, how all things dwindle and beauty is betrayed ...
Posted by Stephen on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 08:13:00 PST

Cursory Sketch of a Story I Have Written

the differences and seeming disparities in time are purposeful and more evidently explained in the larger work...(few rough intro paragraphs to back story, 25 years before )The morning air lay out bey...
Posted by Stephen on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 08:52:00 PST

Of Squalor, Regret & All Sorts of Eventual Rebirth (Pt.2)

     The rented desolation where I have been living is remarkable only for the breadth of its squalor. The space is empty, save this chair, a small table and a mattress languishin...
Posted by Stephen on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 12:14:00 PST

A very old letter to the editors turned vendors from the...

...change machine technician at the laundro-cafateri-automat.Dada,Has it been so long that (entropy) builds again, theme upon theme,rambling lives upon errant unlived days, as an unbroken curve of smo...
Posted by Stephen on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 11:39:00 PST

You Are Not My Valentine

  Perhaps it would have been better to never have been, to have never been awakened from our disembodied slumbers.   You break like pretty things, like shiny new watches, as I watch your fac...
Posted by Stephen on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 12:20:00 PST

The Pieces Lay Where They Had Broken

The mass of smoking embers finally lost form, and what were once the shapes of rooms and rooves crumpled into the indistinguishable shapes of dancing flames, fading into ever smaller blazes until...
Posted by Stephen on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 12:47:00 PST

Barbara Knutson

    Barbara Knutson passed away Friday. When our own mother had become very ill and was later put in a nursing home, Barbara and her husband Cecil were good and kind enough to...
Posted by Stephen on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 09:05:00 PST

In Memory of Kurt Vonnegut

    May some day's future resting find quietude in hidden minds, that for lack of better knowing sleep and shroud their secrets inky deep- while phantoms mouth a sound so soft, of ...
Posted by Stephen on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 11:58:00 PST